The music.
Nice x5.
Intimate, with lots of cigarette smoke.
Alive.
Elevated, but not too high (I have vertigo).
Suicide bombers/machete wielding maniacs on crack...those kind of things.
None, they should be left uncovered so people could view them.
All the colours of the rainbow.
Neither. I see jazz like the stripes on a huge Blackpool deckchair.
Art Deco/post modern Teletubbies.
A gigantic leather sofa and scantily clad woman serving Pimms
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